Among the three weapons, each has its own characteristics, but in terms of the strongest attack, of course it is still a magic weapon. This is also the reason why Song Hezi has been reluctant to let Wang Hu go. He must snatch the magic weapon back from Wang Hu. Wang Hu is obviously a fool and doesn't know how to control the magic weapon. If he discovers the secret of the magic weapon, he is afraid that his life will probably not be saved.

"This old guy has a lot of ability, but he doesn't have true power in his body. If I control the little sword to kill him, he will definitely be unable to defend himself. But..." Wang Hu frowned slightly, and he was a little hesitant in his heart. The flying sword method was his life-saving method, and it was his last skill. If the flying sword was released, he would still be unable to do anything to this old guy, and he would probably waste the best chance to kill him.

"The innate master is definitely not comparable to the acquired martial artists. I have not yet reached the end of my life. First, I can verify the practice of the innate realm, and then find an opportunity to kill with one blow!" Wang Hu secretly decided in his heart, so he no longer hesitated. The most obvious difference between the acquired martial artist and the innate martial artist is the speed of internal strength recovery. The acquired martial artist needs to meditate and regulate his breathing before he can recover. However, the innate martial artist has endless internal strength. Even if he consumes a lot of internal strength, he only needs to hold the energy stone and recover within a few breaths.

Wang Hu knew that Song Hezi had a elixir on his body, because he saw the pill in Song Hezi's hand flashing by, and he would never give the other party any chance to breathe. He pressed his feet and his figure flashed, rushing out like lightning, and rushed towards Song Hezi, who was holding every breath and recovering his internal strength every second.

But Wang Hu's figure leaned forward, forming an angle of 45° from the surface. Although there was a distance of more than ten meters between the two, his legs swung, causing a strong wind, and his close clothes also had a clatter of thunder. In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed this distance and came to Song Hezi.

The internal force becomes a sword, especially the 1.5-meter-long physical Qi sword. Song Hezi used almost one-tenth of his own internal force to form once. Such a move was too wasteful of internal force. Moreover, after collide with Wang Huhu Soul Sword, his Qi sword was destroyed, and the Qi sword scattered in the space disappeared. The disappeared internal force naturally could not be absorbed into his body by him. So Song Hezi's internal force was reduced by one tenth at this time, while Wang Hu only consumed one percent of his internal force.

Of course, in just a few breaths, Song Hezi also recovered a lot of internal strength through the grass and pill in his hand, so he was still full of confidence in his heart. Facing the masters of the same level, he also burned his long-lost fighting spirit. Seeing Wang Hu rushing towards him, he raised his hands over his head, and the internal energy in his body continued to pass through his chest to his arms, and finally concentrated on the two big hands he merged. When Wang Hu's figure approached him less than two meters, he made a loud noise, and a more condensed and real Qi sword than just appeared on his hands, and directly chopped Wang Hu's shoulders. With a big blow, he chopped off Wang Hu's shoulders.

There was a strong wind and a thunderous sound. Wherever the Qi Sword passed, even the air in the air couldn't help but make a rippling twist. This scene was really shocking. Xiao Ya and Zhang Wuliang were stunned. They couldn't see Wang Hu's movements clearly, but they could see Song Hezi who was using the Qi Sword on the spot.

Wang Hu used the Tiger Soul Divine Sword to chop Songhezi, but the Tiger Soul Divine Sword was only one meter long. This time, Songhezi condensed into an Qi sword that was about two meters long. What is certain is that if he insisted on chopping down, Songhezi would definitely attack him first, but he could not attack Songhezi.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Hu's figure flashed, deviating from his previous attack route, chose to avoid the edge of the moment, dodged to the right, and avoided with a subtle gap. At the same time, the internal force was circulating all over his body, and his right foot pointed to the ground, and his body flew rapidly like a fast spiral top, like a propeller of a helicopter, driving his body to fly into the air. At the same time, a dragon swung its tail, swept out with its left leg, carrying endless huge force, kicking towards Song Hezi's head. If this move is true, it will definitely kick his head.

Song Hezi reacted very quickly. Although he had been recuperating for seventy years, he was not all recuperating for the past seventy years. He occasionally did shameful business. In addition, before he was injured, he was already one of the few masters in the world. It can be said that he had a lot of combat experience, so naturally he could not be attacked by Wang Hu so easily.

Under the control of internal force and hands, an invisible air shield was formed. Just at this moment, Wang Hu kicked over with his left foot, and with a "boom~", the two sides met together, and the infinite energy was stirring around.

Wang Hu felt that the internal force of his left foot collided with Song Hezi's Qi Sword, and his feet suddenly shook, followed by a numb feeling. At the same time, a powerful force rebounded back. So with this force, his body quickly jumped back, and several 360-degree air crossings and landed steadily on the ground.

Just as the air was churning, he had already used his internal force to eliminate the numbness on his feet, so at this moment, Wang Hu's body almost hit the ground, and suddenly rushed out again, turning into a thunderbolt to meet Song Hezi who was chasing him.

Because he was unable to figure out Song Hezi's strength, Wang Hu was unable to issue a real killer move. Several attacks were all testing the opponent's strength. After all, it was the first time he confronted a master of this level.

If the sword is used to control the small sword to fly out at this time, judging from the strength of Song Hezi's protective energy just now, Wang Hu didn't know whether he was sure to break through the opponent's defense. After all, the material of the Tiger Soul Divine Sword is similar to that of the small sword, but Song Hezi just used the Qi sword in his hand to chop against the Tiger Soul Divine Sword, and the two were equally matched.

Wang Hu doesn't have much true power, so he can only use the flying sword three times. If he doesn't kill Song Hezi three times, then he will no longer have the greatest support and will fight the opponent with his internal strength. However, in this way, I don't know how many variables there will be, so the chance of winning is only 50% different, and it is not certain whether the two will live or die.

At present, Wang Hu believes that he has all the advantages, but he does not want to take a quick move and waste his own advantages in vain.
Chapter completed!